With Jess, James, Liv, Ben, Mecca and… oh yeah… after a drop of single malt we finally saw Rob’s alter ego: The Hinch
We also saw the Hoxton locals share an expensive looking wheel chair which seemed to be the latest fashion accessory, a guy looking very relaxed waiting for the tube as he filled his shoes with vomit and then we somehow managed to catch the Death Carriage with the puke guy and yet the smell of fresh human excrement seemed to be coming from another part of the train entirely.
I was wondering how the kids were taking to Iron Man. Guess I have my answer:
Also got an email from a friend:
My son is TOTALLY into the trailer…
Is it just me or is Tony Stark gonna knock the crap out of Bruce Wayne this summer? I now know people who have read the final Dark Knight script (”It kicks ass”), but have actually seen Iron Man (”Best movie of the year…”)
Doesn’t time fly when you’re bringing freedom to the world?
My friend Christian recently travelled to Jordan with his camera to cover a story that I haven’t seen much about elsewhere. Certainly not in the mainstream press. Christian makes his living from photography, but he’s also embraced Social Media.
In fact it’s much more than an embrace - while the rest of us were still stammering at the front door, he’s climbed up into the bedroom and fucked the living shit out of Social Media. He’s been truly innovative on just about every platform I know and it’s a pleasure to see him go back to his roots and then use these new platforms to distribute his work.
If you’re old media and worried about keeping up you should be paying Documentally for his advice.
Here’s his photo-video (edited by Bill Cammack, another one of the good guys):
I love what he does here with conventional photography - it works in a way that conveys a sense of immediacy that a ‘talking heads’ style approach would never have captured.
The truly sad thing is that as much as I love watching Christian do the wacky stuff he’s become known for, I feel there’s always going to be a need for him to jump on a plane to report on these horrific problems that we keep causing.
I hate reminders that I live in a very insular space. I try and make my interests as wide as possible, but I keep hitting language barriers and that’s down to me to fix. I hate learning new languages and yet it’s obvious the pay off would be huge.
I saw some interesting statistics earlier today while doing some research and what jumped out at me was this:
the Japanese language is the most used language in the blogosphere (37%), with English following closely behind at 33%… While this is impressive, research efforts by JR Tokai Express, however, have indicated that almost 67% of respondents worked in companies that did not have corporate blogs. The majority of Japanese blogs online then must be credited to individual content providers. (via)
Can you imagine all the good stuff I’m missing? Drives me nuts.
The biggest value that Google Reader now gives me is the ability to see just how many blogs do nothing, but feed on the exact same carcass. Something I’ve also been guilty of in the past. The same old same old, or as Beckett put it The sun shone, having no alternative, on the nothing new.
Accept we have an alternative. Sort of.
Anyway while I’m talking about language barriers here’s a video by fellow STAB TRUCK devotee, Fred, in Paris. This is his first video in English. Can you imagine me even attempting to do something in French? Thought not:
January was pretty much the entrails of 2007 for me. Thank fuck that’s over with.
February is already feeling like the new year. Lots of plans afoot that actually look like they’re leading places. Very exciting.
I’ve been on a roll since the Luxembourg trip and again am working into the small hours, but everything I’m doing now has a nice positive ring to it. So fuck sleep.
The other night I met Gia and Lee at the Coach & Horses to start hatching plans and we bumped into Claire and her friend Bruce just before Annie Mole ran into us too. I should probably mention that Charlie Brooker also joined us although I can’t repeat any of that conversation. Fuck me though, that was a fun filled night.
So it’s just gone 5am now which means I’ll be having my first meeting of the day in less than four hours before joining yet another group of London’s finest for breakfast and discussion. Then I’ll probably want to go to bed, but I have meeting number 3 at noon, then some new kit to buy before a 4pm meeting.
Then I’ll probably sleep in a doorway for a while.
Right, I should probably get some more Luxembourg footage up now that I’ve broken the blog up a little with words for a change…
I woke up really early and she was in the bedroom with us. She was ill. I took her upstairs and we hung out, but she was too weak to eat or drink. She fell asleep again on my laptop case.
I woke Jess and we waited until 8.50am and took her to the vet for the last time.
The vet confirmed that it was time. She surprised him every step of the way. He gave her a week to live back in September. This time though she just needed to sleep.
We were left alone to say goodbye. We’ve both had many pets before, but this was the first time we’d been in this situation. We were a mess.
There was one last injection and just like all the other times over the last three months she didn’t even flinch. Then she was passed to Jess. She died in her arms.
It wasn’t the worst way to fall asleep.
It sounds like a cliche, but the second she was gone she just relaxed and it kind of underlined how much of a struggle the last few weeks had been. We held onto her for a good long time.
We fly to New York on Tuesday. In January we should get her ashes back almost two years to the day after we first met her. We were never quite sure about her exact birthday, but she would have been just two years old this side of Christmas.
That wasn’t really long enough.
I do think that there’s a good reason that cats power the Internet.
I’ll do this properly tomorrow, but Jess and I would like to thank EVERYONE who got in touch today.
And the mail is still coming in. You guys are very sweet.
I’ve been looking for an excuse to post the Daft Punk ‘body remix’ videos that have been doing the rounds and what better introduction than a Radio 1 documentary that my friend Talia did. You can check it out here.
That’s probably the first time I’ve listened to Radio 1 since the Tommy Vance Friday Night Rock Show back in 1989.
Anyway, here are the vids:
And check out Talia’s blog here. She’s my lifeline into pop. I tend to dismiss everything with very little reason, but Talia introduced me to Northern State’s Can I Keep This Pen? (The one and only time I’ve ever resorted to iTunes - and what a piece of shit experience that was) and The Pierces. Fuck it, it’s Saturday night -let’s post some more vids:
Northern State are great. Think Le Tigre stroking The Beastie Boys. And The Pierces have WHISTLING and a James Bond theme song thing going on which kills me:
And if you’re into podcasts - which I’m not at all, but am learning to appreciate slowly - then you need to check out Podcast Dot Com. It’s a really nice idea and the guy behind it is smart as a whip.
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